December 2010
73 posts
y.n.e.m.
turn it up blocked
loud it out
step step, clap clap, cut cut, all your remarks you made through serpents lips.
there’s an ache in my mind that won’t go away
I want white, but we all dress in black
I hate perfection, but I want to be far away from this mess.
What will they do when they find out I’m crazy… I think everyone is out to get me.
I sleep with a knife by my...
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"I almost keyed that car's kid!"
you are a back stabber, you with your scarred back. you contain yourself too well, your mother doesn’t contain herself at all. her king has left her.
the queen is getting a warrant sent to her.
who’s more mean? who’s winning? who’s won? It’s all obvious but I won’t say who.
It doesn’t matter anymore.
I am alone in this apartment, torn. I am the girl...
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my entire body hurts from the lack of complaints I make
from the millions of trips I tried to make for pretty girls walking by me at Harveys
I’m a total bitch when drunk
but it’s all for attention
my roommate, my old best friend, that family is gone
another dead tree to saw down and turn into firewood
let’s keep our homes
warm
your presence is so cold
you left me nothing...
your tongue is sharper than the knife stuck up...
lol i laughed when i thought of that in the bathroom, putting on makeup.
we were born lovers
when i look at photos of you, i don’t feel anything anymore.
i don’t. it’s weird.
maybe i do… maybe i will again someday but for right now that ‘feeling’ is gone.
it flew away like the butterflies they were.
Adolescent Ghost. Gosh. (ghost = me)
This ghost
hides in closets, which need to be bigger,
dances invisibly in my jackets
This ghost
is made out of wind, she is the cold air.
I suck in.
This ghost stains my sheets
She knocks crosses off my walls
Where did my crosses go? She fucking stole them.
She stains my pillowcases in my sleep
I turn and turn
This ghost hides under my bed ‘til morning
She makes the most noise...
give me a reason to love you
give me a reason to believe.